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    The smell was always the first thing he noticed. The mild honey perfume and under it, the scent of her skin. Something he would never let himself forget. He would look up at her face, dark curls framing a smile that was infinitely gentle and just a little bit sad. Soft, warm arms wrapped around him, one hand stroking through his hair where his head rested on her shoulder. He was sitting on her lap, probably messing up her evening gown, and yet she didn’t seem to mind.

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    25 Aug 2026

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    truly the only thing more maladaptive than fucking ur dad is transfusing ur blood directly into him. Loved every word of this

  2. Public Bookmark 3

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    He instinctively stares at his hand and has to fight the urge to lick the blood off of it.

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    24 Aug 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 28

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    “Bruce, I’m not a kid anymore! I’m in my thirties and a seasoned cape for god's sake, I can manage not to get hard when someone I don’t want to have sex with is rubbing up against me,” Dick cuts him off bitterly.

    Batship Summer Week 2: Trapped Together & "I'm not a kid anymore"

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    23 Jun 2026

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    DUDEEE DUDE DUDE DUDE DUDE DDUEEEEDIM GONNA BE THINKING ABT THIS FOREVER

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    The shivering figure in the cell corner had stopped screaming now that Natasha had stopped speaking to him, and instead was just shuffling himself helplessly into his corner. Shudders raced randomly over his body like electric shocks, making his half-twisted spine twitch under his skin.

    “What did he say?” Tony asked.

    Natasha closed her eyes. “Numbers. He was repeating numbers.”

    “What numbers?”

    “Three two five five seven zero three eight.”

    “Which means?”

    She opened her eyes, the green flashing.

    “What numbers would any prisoner be chanting? It’s a serial number, dumbass.”

    Tony already had Jarvis running the numbers through a military database, and before she had finished speaking, Jarvis had fed a name to him.

    Tony slipped his helmet down to stare blankly at Nat.

    “...It can’t really be him,” he said, as if hoping she’d agree and have a different, reasonable explanation. “He shouldn’t have survived that long.”

    “I know.”

    “He CAN’T have survived that long.”

    “Steve did,” she said softly.

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    09 Aug 2026

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    Alexander Pierce is an absolute horror of a human being and this is a troubling fic.

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    11 Aug 2026

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    Other kids could quote baseball stats but Alexander Pierce learned James Buchanan Barnes like a slaughterman learns the inside of a pig.